Claudia Cardinale is Italy’s counterpart to France’s Brigitte Bardot. She quickly rose to stardom to almost just as quickly disappear from the scene later on. Now, Claudia Cardinale celebrates her 85th birthday.
The Italian star was originally discovered at a beauty contest held in 1957 by the Unitalia film company. The “most beautiful Italian woman of Tunis” subsequently won a trip to the Venice Film Festival that was to become a decisive turning point in her life. The sultry young woman was born on April 15, 1938, in Tunis, the capital of Tunisia. Her mother was French, and her father Italian.
In 1958, Cardinale, known as CC, played her first role in “Goha” opposite Omar Sharif before being trained as an actress at the Italian Film Academy in Rome. Her talents as an actress renowned for her dauntless rambunctiousness gained her fame, and her gaze into the camera became legendary.
Famous director Luchino Visconti gave her minor roles in “Rocco and his Brothers” (1960), as well as in the historical drama “The Leopard” (1962) with Alain Delon. As she later recounted in a biographical interview, she rebuffed all of her famous film partners, Jean-Paul Belmondo, Marcello Mastroianni, Alain Delon and Burt Lancaster.
A beauty queen turned into a film diva
Cardinale is Italy’s counterpart of Brigitte Bardot. But in contrast to Bardot, Cardinale never appeared nude in a film: “I always thought it was more erotic to leave some room to imagination, hinting at things rather than showing everything,” she told the German magazine Stern in 2014.
CC achieved her breakthrough with her performance in the highly popular Italo western “Once Upon a Time in the West” (1969). The classical western directed by Sergio Leone and starring Henry Fonda and Charles Bronson was shot in Rome’s Cinecittà studios and in Spain with some scenes set in Utah’s Monument Valley. The film that flopped in the US only acquired cult status in Europe.
CC’s career already saw a downswing in the 1970s. She then turned to television films, especially entertainment films where she showed some talent as a comedian. She got her last main role in a movie in 1971 when she starred opposite her main rival, Brigitte Bardot, in the Italo western comedy “Frenchie King.”
Spending time in a jungle with Werner Herzog
Ten years later, CC starred in German director Werner Herzog’s historical film “Fitzcarraldo” (1981). Although Claudia Cardinale had a difficult time enduring the bouts of anger of her eccentric film partner Klaus Kinski, she greatly enjoyed shooting and working with director Werner Herzog: “Being in the middle of the jungle with insects all around me and nothing to eat was one of my most wonderful adventures,” she later stated.
Claudia Cardinale and other heroines of European film
Claudia Cardinale is seen as Italy’s counterpart to France’s Brigitte Bardot. The actress who became a star in the 1950s and 60s now celebrates her 85th birthday.
Claudia Cardinale
She’s the youngest of Italy’s three major female stars. Claudia Cardinale worked with outstanding directors like Luchino Visconti and Federico Fellini. She fascinated audiences with her charming smile and acting skills in westerns, among them “Once Upon a Time in the West” and “The Professionals” (pictured).
Gina Lollobrigida
One of the most highly acclaimed European stars of the 1950s and 60s was Gina Lollobrigida who was born in the East of Rome in 1927. “Lollo” even made it to Hollywood where she was equally showered with praise. In the 1970s, however, she withdrew from showbiz.
Sophia Loren
Another Italian actress, Sophia Loren, who was a few years younger than Lollo, became her fiercest rival. The mutual hatred and jealousy of the two stars was a frequent topic in tabloids. In contrast to Lollobrigida, Sophia Loren continued to perform in movies even as an older woman.
Brigitte Bardot
During the same time, another sexpot rose to stardom in France with movies like “And God Created Woman” and “Love is my Profession.” Brigitte Bardot, the superstar of the Grande Nation, withdrew from film production in the 1970s to devote herself to animal rights causes.
Catherine Deneuve
A decade later, Bardot’s compatriot Catherine Deneuve broke onto the film scene. Deneuve differed much from both Loren and Lollo by playing roles as aloof and myterious women early in her career. Deneueve’s talent as an actress guaranteed her success throughout her life.
Romy Schneider
The two decades between 1960 and 1980 were also the golden era of German-French actress Romy Schneider. Born in Vienna, she made her breakthrough in the German-speaking world as “Sissi” before moving to France. In Paris, she became one of the most charismatic and impressive actresses of European film scene. But in her private life, she was anything but lucky. She died in 1982.
Penélope Cruz
One of the most famous Europen actresses in recent decades is Spanish actress Penélope Cruz. Cruz started her career in her home country before achieving fame in other European countries and, finally, Hollywood. Her performances received a lot of acclaim, especially in films by director Pedro Almodóvar, among them “Volver” (pictured).
Irene Papas
After 1945, actresses from smaller European nations were able to conquer the hearts of audiences across Europe. One of them was Irene Papas who is also renowned as a singer in her home country, Greece. She celebrated her biggest success in “Zorba the Greek” (1964) before also working in other European countries, and in Hollywood.
Tatjana Samoilova
While films from Italy, France, Germany and England dominated the film scene during the postwar era, it should not be forgotten that eastern Europe had much to offer too. One of the biggest female stars of Russian film was certainly Tatjana Samoilova who achieved world fame with the movie “The Cranes are Flying” (1957).
Krystyna Janda
Polish actress Krystyna Janda became known in the 1970s for her performances in films by Polish director Andrzej Wajda. She then performed in international co-productions with stars like Lino Ventura. In her home country, Krystyna Janda is also known as a singer and an an author.
In 1993, CC received a Golden Lion for lifetime achievement at the Venice Film Festival to be followed in 2002 by an “honorary bear” at the Berlinale. The spirited actress performed in more than 100 films.
In 2017, CC once again drew attention at an international film festival. A photo depicting her as a young actress embellished a placard in Cannes where she had often been invited as an honorary guest. On April 15, Claudia Cardinale will turn 80. Happy birthday!
This article was originally published April 15, 2018 and updated.
My MIL and Husband’s Sisters Forced Me to Clean Up Alone After Easter Feast—I Agreed, but They Weren’t Ready for My ‘Surprise’
When my husband’s family decided I was their personal maid for Easter, they had no idea I’d already hidden something special alongside those chocolate bunnies. What happened next was something that still makes me laugh.
I’ve never been the type to air my dirty laundry online. Really, I’m not. But what happened this Easter was too perfect not to share.
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My name’s Emma, I’m 35, work as a marketing director for a mid-sized firm, and I’ve been married to Carter for three wonderful years. Carter is everything I could ask for. He’s supportive, caring, funny, and actually knows how to load a dishwasher correctly.
Our life together has been pretty close to perfect, except for one glaring issue. HIS FAMILY.
“Emma, honey, could you grab me another mimosa while you’re up?” My mother-in-law Patricia’s voice carried across our backyard patio last month, though I’d barely taken two steps toward the kitchen.
She hadn’t moved from her cushioned lounge chair in over an hour.
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I’m not one of those people who complain about everything. I don’t post passive-aggressive status updates or share my grievances on social media. But Carter’s mother and his three sisters, Sophia, Melissa, and Hailey… they’re special. And by special, I mean the entitled kind.
“Of course, Patricia,” I replied with the practiced smile I’d perfected over three years of marriage.
From day one, they made it clear I wasn’t quite what they had in mind for Carter.
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They’re the sort of people who believe they’re always right, and who’ve never truly accepted me. They’re the kind who offer compliments wrapped in barbed wire.
“Oh, Emma, you’re so brave to wear something that tight,” Sophia, the eldest at 41, commented at our last family gathering, eyeing my perfectly normal dress.
Melissa, 39, never misses a chance to comment on my eating habits. “Good for you, not caring about calories,” she’d say while watching me take a single bite of dessert.
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And then there’s Hailey, 34, who despite being younger than me, always manages to sound like a disapproving aunt. “Our family has strong traditions. Hope you can keep up.”
But this Easter? Oh, they really outdid themselves.
“Since you and Carter don’t have kids yet,” Melissa announced three weeks before Easter while her three children climbed all over my freshly cleaned furniture, “it would make sense for you to organize the Easter Egg Hunt.”
Not just hide a few plastic eggs. No.
I was supposed to create a whole event: scavenger hunt clues, costumes, and even hire a bunny mascot with my own money.
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“It would really show you care about our family,” Sophia added, sipping her latte and adjusting her oversized sunglasses while lounging on my backyard patio.
Carter squeezed my hand under the table. “That sounds like a lot of work,” he started, but his sisters talked over him.
“It’s just what we do in this family,” Hailey shrugged, though I’d never seen her lift a finger to organize anything.
Fine. I swallowed my protests. For now.
Little did they know, I’d already started crafting a plan that would make this Easter one they’d never forget.
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Two days before Easter, my phone pinged with a text message. Patricia had created a family group chat. Minus Carter, of course.
“Since you’re already helping, honey, it would be WONDERFUL if you just cooked Easter dinner! Carter deserves a wife who can host properly. 😘”
I stared at my phone, my blood pressure rising with each notification as Sophia, Melissa, and Hailey chimed in with their “suggestions.”
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What she really meant was: Cook for 25 people. A full spread: ham, mashed potatoes, green bean casserole, deviled eggs, rolls, two pies, and “a lighter option for those of us watching our figure.”
Not one of them volunteered to bring even a pie.
“They want you to do what?” Carter asked when I showed him the messages. His face flushed with anger. “That’s ridiculous. I’ll talk to them.”
“No,” I said, placing my hand on his arm. “Don’t worry about it.”
“But Emma, that’s too much work. Let me at least order catering.”
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I smiled and kissed his cheek. “I’ve got this, trust me.”
Easter Sunday arrived with perfect spring weather. I’d been up since dawn, hiding eggs for the hunt later and preparing the feast they’d demanded. By noon, our house was filled with Carter’s family. His mother, three sisters, their husbands, and children ranging from four to 12.
“Emma, this ham is a bit dry,” Patricia commented within seconds of taking her first bite.
“The potatoes need more butter,” Melissa added.
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“In our family, we usually serve the gravy in a proper boat, not a measuring cup,” Sophia pointed out, though I’d used my grandmother’s antique gravy boat.
Carter started to defend me, but I caught his eye and shook my head slightly. Not yet.
They ate. They destroyed the kitchen. They let their kids run wild, smearing chocolate everywhere.
Melissa’s youngest even knocked over a vase, and no one bothered to pick up the pieces. All I heard was, “Kids will be kids!”
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And then, after gorging themselves, they settled onto the couches with their wine glasses, not moving a muscle.
“Emma,” Sophia looked over her shoulder and said, “the kitchen isn’t going to clean itself.”
“Oh, honey,” Patricia added. “Now you can clean everything up. Time to show you’re real wife material.”
They smirked, settling onto the couch like pampered queens while their husbands disappeared to watch basketball in the den.
Carter stood up. “I’ll help you, Emma.”
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“No, sweetie,” I said loudly enough for everyone to hear. “You worked so hard all week. Go relax with the guys.”
The sisters exchanged satisfied glances. They thought they’d won.
I smiled. Oh, I smiled so sweetly. I clapped my hands together.
“Absolutely!” I chirped. “I’ll handle everything!”
Their smug faces relaxed as they turned back to their conversation about Sophia’s upcoming cruise. Hailey kicked her feet up on my coffee table, her shoes leaving small marks on the wood.
“Kids!” I called out cheerfully. “Who’s ready for the special Easter Egg Hunt now?”
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Excited children came running from various corners of the house.
“But I thought we already did the egg hunt this morning,” Patricia said.
“Oh,” I said with a wink to the children. “That was just the regular hunt. Now it’s time for the Golden Egg Challenge.”
The kids squealed with excitement.
“What’s the Golden Egg Challenge?” Melissa’s ten-year-old son asked, practically bouncing with excitement.
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“Well,” I explained, pulling out a shimmering golden plastic egg from my pocket, “while I was setting up the regular Easter Egg Hunt this morning, I hid something extra special.”
The children gathered around me, their eyes wide with wonder at the gleaming egg in my palm.
“Inside this golden egg is a note about a VERY SPECIAL PRIZE,” I said, lowering my voice dramatically. “Much better than candy.”
“Better than candy?” Sophia’s eight-year-old daughter gasped as if I’d claimed the moon was made of cheese.
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“Absolutely. It’s an ALL-EXPENSES-PAID prize!” I announced.
The kids were practically salivating now. I could feel Patricia and her daughters watching with mild interest from the couch, probably assuming I was talking about some toy or small gift card.
“The golden egg is hidden somewhere in the backyard,” I continued. “Whoever finds it wins the grand prize! Ready?”
The children bolted for the back door, nearly trampling each other to be first outside.
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“That’s sweet of you, Emma,” Patricia called from the couch. “Keep them busy while we digest.”
Carter caught my eye from across the room and raised an eyebrow. I just winked.
Fifteen minutes of frantic searching later, we heard a triumphant scream from the far corner of the garden.
“I FOUND IT! I FOUND THE GOLDEN EGG!”
It was Sophia’s daughter Lily, sprinting across the lawn, waving the golden egg over her head like an Olympic torch.
Perfect. I couldn’t have planned it better if I’d tried.
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“Congratulations, Lily!” I cheered as everyone gathered around. “Would you like to open it and read your prize?”
The eight-year-old eagerly cracked open the plastic egg and pulled out a small rolled piece of paper. Her brow furrowed as she tried to read it.
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“Would you like me to read it for everyone?” I offered sweetly.
She nodded and handed me the paper.
“Ahem,” I cleared my throat dramatically. “The winner of the Golden Egg receives the GRAND PRIZE: You and your family get to handle the ENTIRE Easter clean-up! Congratulations!”
For three beautiful seconds, absolute silence fell over our backyard.
Then came the uproar.
“What?” Sophia spluttered, nearly choking on her wine.
“That’s not a prize!” Melissa protested.
Lily looked confused. “I have to clean?”
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“Not just you,” I clarified cheerfully. “Your whole family gets to help! Isn’t that exciting? All the dishes, the kitchen, picking up candy wrappers… everything!”
“Emma,” Patricia started, her voice stern. “This is just a joke, right?”
“Oh no, it’s the official Golden Egg prize,” I insisted. “The kids have been so excited about it.”
And that’s when the most magnificent thing happened. All the children began chanting, “CLEAN UP! CLEAN UP!”
Carter burst out laughing, unable to contain himself any longer.
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“This isn’t funny,” Hailey hissed.
“Actually,” Carter said, stepping beside me and wrapping an arm around my waist, “it’s hilarious.”
“We can’t expect the kids to clean,” Sophia protested, her face flushing red.
“I’m just following the rules,” I said sweetly. “Family traditions are important, right? You taught me that!”
Patricia stood up, clearly trying to regain control of the situation. “Emma, dear, this is inappropriate.”
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“Is it?” I asked innocently. “More inappropriate than expecting one person to cook for and clean up after 25 people without help? More inappropriate than making snide comments about my cooking while you eat the food I prepared?”
The children were still chanting, growing louder by the second. Several of them had already started collecting trash from the yard, taking the challenge seriously.
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“Mom,” Lily tugged at Sophia’s designer blouse. “We won! We have to clean up!”
Faced with their own children’s enthusiasm and the growing awkwardness of the situation, they had no choice.
“Fine,” Sophia finally muttered.
I handed her a pair of rubber gloves with a smile. “The dish soap is under the sink.”
For the next hour, I sat on the patio with my feet up, sipping a perfectly chilled mimosa, watching as Carter’s mother and sisters scrubbed dishes, wiped counters, and swept floors.
Carter joined me, clinking his glass against mine. “You’re brilliant, you know that?”
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“I learned from the best,” I replied. “Your family always says how important it is to follow traditions.”
As I watched Patricia awkwardly scrub dried gravy from my roasting pan, she caught my eye. For just a moment, there was something new in her expression. Something that looked suspiciously like respect.
Next Easter? I have a feeling they’ll be bringing potluck dishes and cleaning supplies.
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